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⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆ —— 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐤𝐨𝐯
𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓶’𝓼 𝓓𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓻
When the world of fantasy
turns to reality.
MV|MS|21+
Crossovers Welcome
Written by ༻ 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑒𝒹𝓎༺
Aurora playfully rolled her eyes at his teasing, "Oh? Were you hoping to be a Prince and come save me from my tower?"
A continuation of the tease played off between them, and she could not help the soft giggle that left her. Despite their apparent flirting, Aurora enjoyed --
-- Edgar's presence. He was a quick one to get comfortable with, whether he mastered that or not, she found herself eased in his orbit.
As he explained himself within her frame and what he did, she let out a low whistle. "A man who does it all." Another tease, though this one --
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⠀ ⠀⠀݁⠀⠀،،⠀⠀ 𝐒𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝐌𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗒 ;
⠀ ⠀❲ 𝒕𝐡𝐞 ᴇ͟ɴ͟ᴅ 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 — 𓏵 𝐭𝐨 𝖉͟𝖎͟𝖊 ❳ ┈─ !
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As many times as she may have heard it before, she let out a laugh this once that would have made birds sing.
“Much more the princess, I am afraid I am a terrible singer.” She added as they shook hands. Which arguably felt a little too electric and a little too much like fate.—
— fall asleep on you and have to be awoken by true love’s kiss.”
Aurora teased as she retracted her hand with a playful smirk upon her plush brims.
“So, tell me, what do you do in your band? Wait! Let me guess…” —
She gives a gentle shrug of her shoulders, albeit a laugh left her. “Water, some salt, and maybe some caffeine usually do the trick for a headache.”
The young woman had a million and one questions at the ready, wanting to completely deep dive. Even more so as he drew attention to the very outfit she did, indeed, make.
But then he reminded them both that they were complete strangers.
Laughing, a tad, at his introduction. —
— For she was a bit beside herself for getting so lost in the moment.
Yet she shook it off to return it in kind. “It is /very/ lovely to meet you, Edgar.”
With her free hand, she stretches it out for him to take. A few golden bracelets jingling their charms around her wrist as—
The young woman stopped in her step backwards away from him and realized that if she was going to approach a stranger, she needed to commit to it.
Especially now that she had disturbed him.
Shooting him an apologetic smile, she steps back closer. “I’m sorry… I really don’t —
— mean to be a bother.”
Anxiously, her umber hues flicker behind her and then back to the man. “My car isn’t starting and it’s getting late… you wouldn’t happen to be able to give me a jump?”
The sun was slowly setting on the horizon, and Aurora had spent too long studying —






















